Spirit Cloth

Another Kind of Thread

Strings.

The Man spent some time untangling this puppet that made the journey here in a box with a lot of stray stuff. It was a time consuming effort. But now in working order.

It was so appropriate for these times really. As I ended up making a note to myself:

I've worked myself to the edge of the pieced area on one side of Holding Pattern. Working slow and steady, an hour in the morning with coffee, and hour in the evening before sunset. Up to here there are seam lines, blocks of space to help me not only keep track of progress but also provide a frame of reference. I am thinking I will have to continue soon, not knowing where I am.

Some other kind of energy

A Moon. Always a whiteboard opportunity. For story. 

Days fly by at such a frightening speed really, lately, I am  thrown off course. Then I think, what course?  I really have lost that sense of direction that keeps me focused.  My sleep is off, mealtime is off. I have little notes posted here and there to remind me of regular activities or to hold loose thoughts.

Last night we drank wine. It's been a while. We order Clean Wine online and drink less to keep our immune system intact. The Man  decided I need a computer.  Not his, but my own. And he is going to order one for me. He knows about this stuff.

I was sure it was just wanting one and not needing one but no, he convinced me. "It keeps you focused. You need it." I think he has just had it with the cloud around me. So we re-budget and drink to that.

I did stitch. Something moved through. And talking, it's good to know I can do this. 

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Oneness

After some technical advisement, the short version of the story,I did, indeed,lose the files on my hard drive. And the computer is non functional. So "things" fell apart. But I didn't. And I have kept my needles threaded. Just needing some time to gather some appropriate patches. Seems the older I get, the more pieces there are to work with. And ways to hold them together.

Karma as a Loose Patch

Note to self: The Puzzle is Liquid.

The solutions are infinite.

There is no puzzle, only pieces.

Of the whole.

The question is, can you see what I see?

No zoom in here, it is easier to catch by standing back, in perspective.